My day started out completely rubbish. The Doctor wouldn’t listen to a thing I had to complain about. See that’s why ten is fascinating..he seems to ignore my lectures and is technically as much as a know it all as myself. So anyways since I am officially 400 years of age I officially am entitled to a Holiday, as well as the Doctor who lies through his new teeth. -tsk- He’s 945..yet he goes around saying he’s 903. The thing is, we were both the legal age for holiday.
“Romana! Hush it down for one moment,” He said rolling his eyes.
“Its just for holiday can’t we go somewhere nice and peaceful?” As soon as I said the word peaceful I paused and looked at him before bursting into a laugh.
“You mean Semi peaceful,” He replied pulling a lever smiling from the other side of the TARDIS.
“Well hemi peaceful,” I finished noticing a smirk on his face when I used a simile of exactly what he had just said.
I then started twirling the incarperator and then waited for him to put the coordinates, “Alright I know!” He replied to me with a Tenish grin. He knew I quite liked the grin, no matter how many times I had told him that in truth I missed 4 and 8’s dreamy smiles.
“Where?” I asked just before he pulled the las lever, “I don’t know!”
“What! “ I screamed when the machine tumbled around landing me on the side the Doctor was on. As soon as I got up I wiped my dress and before I laughed I smacked his should, “For once in your life can you possibly not take us somewhere by chance?”
He laughed at me as though it was a joke and then stoped with the look of my seriousnes, “Romana do you not know me?”
I rolled my eyes as I walked over to the doors and a huge grin appeared on my expression, “Oh Doctor its beautiful!”
The Doctors eyes were wide, “Romana..did you do anything to my TARDIS while rested yesterday?”
“What would give you that idea?” I said smirking, the joke was officially on him now.
“We’re in Rose’s universe.”
I rolled my eyes. Ode to joy. I did love Rose but...I was unsure on how this would end.
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